I need to blog on my trip to Utah, and I will, really. But when I got home from my trip yesterday, my youngest daughter handed me a stack of picture books she’d checked out of the library. I read this one and cried at the ending. And the next time I read it, I still cried at the ending.
So I immediately ordered two copies of it. One for me and one for a friend who also needs this book.
I don’t usually–well, ever actually–plug books on my blog because frankly I have way too many writer friends and I’m afraid that if I started plugging books, I’d never be able to stop.
But if you’re a writer, you need to read Callie Cat, Ice Skater by Eileen Spinelli. You’ll understand why when you get to the ending.